NYC don't let me down.
I've come to you.
Made you my town.
I've sacrificed the ones I love.
To hover here,
Your purple dove.
NYC don't Fuck with me.
Tell me the truth.
What do you see?
Am I hungry?
A lost child.
Am I true?
A beast in the wild.
I eat your food.
I walk your streets.
I breathe your air.
I dance your beats.
NYC don't you understand.
If I leave you.
I'm less the man.
Your jeans aren't ripped.
Your heart's unclean.
And what you say is what you mean.
NYC this might be it.
But I am not about to quit.
So one more day I trudge along.
To your unbridled,
Trudging song. 🎶
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